Nails in the coffin

Today we might have finally taken the last step in being able to say goodbye to 34 Grange Court. All the bills have been paid, confirmation given to landlords so bond money should be in the post in next few days.

Keeping all my fingers crossed about hearing back from a job in York but at the same time trying not to dwell on it.
I have always wanted to be one of those people that live for the 'journey' in life rather than the 'destination' but recently I've found myself observing life instead of living it. Living back at home has made it feel like I'm on pause. Being comfortable is like being numb, you're aware of the problem but its not hurting enough to do something about it. When we were living alone things got pretty rough but at the same time it felt good to be out there doing stuff.

Spring time has brought sunshine, which means riding! Met Mark for the first time in months yesterday, and although we didn't exactly strain ourselves learning new tricks it felt great to be out rolling again. Didn't feel too bad either this morning so muscles must be starting to remember their job too.